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The Midland Courier has always been a newspaper of choice growing up in Baguio. We still read the Midland Courier on line since it’s inception during the mid 2007. Thank you for allowing us to partake in reading about Baguio activities through your newspaper.
We want to extend our heartfelt thank you to Atty. Pablito Sanidad in mentioning The LAMBINO’s in his March 22, 2009 Overview. My late father, Ananias would have been very proud to know that he was included in the tailoring shops of choice in the 1950s.
On behalf of my siblings, Rudy, Nenita & Erlinda kudos to you and The Midland Courier staff for a job well done.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
OVERVIEW by Pablito Sanidad - Midland Courier
NEWS **City ***Region
Graduates and students down Baguio’s memory lane
It will soon be graduation time. It is not easy to predict the future for graduates. That is especially true in these troubled times. If it can be a precedent, let us looking back, however, at the example of the graduates and students half a century ago.
In 1951, about a couple of hundred students graduated from the Baguio Colleges (it is now called the University of the Cordilleras). Compared to the hundreds that Baguio law schools now produce annually. There were only six law graduates then. Among them were: Onofre Alabanza, Federico Cabato, Guillermo de Guzman, and Tomas Macaranas. Federico Cabato was the president of the Baguio Colleges Barrister’s Club. He became a judge, inspiring two of his children to follow suit decades later. Tomas Macaranas would also join the judiciary. “Memoy” De Guzman became a leading law practitioner. Onofre Alabanza would be the Register of Deeds. Law students in 1951 were: Alfredo Lamen, Pedro Claravall, Guillermo Bandonil Sr., Luis Hora, Vicente Crisologo, Ben Rillera, Carlos Bareng, Romeo Florendo, Protacio Tangalin, Federico Mandapat, Filomeno Biscocho, and Paulino Orden, among others. Francisco “Ping” Paraan graduated that year with a Business Administration degree. He was the senior class president and the editor-in-chief of the Baguio Collegian. He would later become one of the best mayors the city has had.Among the Associate in Arts graduates were: Emilio Fallarme, Primitivo “Steve” Jularbal, and Teopisto Rondez. Fallarme was a member of the student council, Steve Jularbal was president of the Glee Club, and Teops Rondez was the Corps Commander of the ROTC. All three would later become practicing lawyers.Graduating with Education courses were: Damaso Bangaoet and Bartolome Lamug. Both would be among the much beloved educators Baguio produced. The student council was headed by Fred Lamen, with Florence Clapp as his vice president. Fred, like his classmate Luis Hora, would represent the Mountain Province in Congress. Among the members of the student council were: Geronimo “Gerry” Evangelista, Jose “Joe” Florendo, Gaudencio “G-bert” Floresca, and Benjamin Rillera. All would become permanent fixtures of Baguio media in later years. And why not? Their adviser at the Baguio Collegian was the one and only Cecile Afable; while that of the Gold Ore was Sinai Hamada. The ladies men (ehem), Ping Paraan and Teops Rondez, will tell you that the campus beauties of their time were Emma Pangilinan and Elizabeth Saxton who were Corps sponsors, and Virginia Rudquist, Ping’s classmate. Students of law were guided by faculty members that included: Gene de Guia (mayor & vice mayor of Baguio), Sixto Domondon (city fiscal and later Court of Appeals Justice), Felix Claustro (would become Law Dean of St. Louis University), Luis Lardizabal (who would become city mayor), Francisco Reyes and R. Resurreccion (Baguio’s leading law practitioners), Sinai Hamada (first Ibaloi lawyer and prizewinning journalist) and my late father Pablo Sanidad (who would become congressman of Ilocos Sur). Other colleges would have the likes of Leonora San Agustin, Libertad Quetulio, Dativa Roque, Dr. Ernesto Abellera, Aurea Lopez, Luz Yandoc, Fr. A. Van Oberbeke (who would later be Rector of SLU) and many others.
Those were the days when the hangouts on Session Road were the Star Café (it is now on the wrong side of the street), and the now gone Dainty, Session Café, and SkyView; and the long forgotten Utopia, La Casita, Paquitas, Rendezvous Café, and Hole-in-the-Wall.
Shopping was at Assandas, Bheromulls, Bombay, Pohumuls, Valirams, Tiong-San, and even Bob’s Dry Goods. Souvenirs and postcards were at the Old Stone Market, Munsayac’s, Mondiguings’s, or Contemprate’s. Sporting goods were at Youngsters of Dr. Cheng, or the Fil-Indian. Shoes you could get ready-made at Gregg’s, made to order at JoeMac, and repaired at Benguet Shoe. School supplies were at Cid or Pang-Hoi. Haircut at Koken’s. The ladies had their hair done at the shop of Nana Nonay, the mom of Justice Ayson.
Long before the Panagbenga, the Baguio flower was everlasting. Aside from brooms, tourists would buy garlands of everlasting to prove they came to Baguio. Foodstuffs were at the City Bakery, U-Need, D&S Fine Foods, Baguio Superette or Sunshine. Medicine you got at the Botica Cabrera of Doc Abellera. Plaza Radio sold 78’ and 45’ music records.
Tailors were Limpin’s, Lambino’s, Bronx, Narverg’s, and Espina’s. Graduation pictures were taken by Espinosa, Pines, La Suerte, or Mountain Studios. You could eat at Mido, Rice Bowl, Plaza Lunch, Manila Café, Taimong, or at the Bontoc Café. Students dated at the Pines, Session, Plaza theaters, and occasionally at the John Hay Base theater. Only the brave would go a-courting at Maryknoll, Holy Family, or St. Theresa’s. The rich “bad boys” were at the Baguio Military Institute. The foreigners were at Brent. Differences among high school students were settled with fisticuffs at Mount Mary.
There were no extrajudicial executions or enforced disappearances. Thieves in government did not run away with millions or billions. Soldiers and policemen were honorable and generally trusted.Camp John Hay was under the Americans. Those with gate passes could eat American ice cream at 19th Tee. Baguio locals developed a taste for “stateside” drinks at Half Way House and Main Club. Of course, the standup liquor stores at Abanao offered a cheaper alternative. Aside from Pines Hotel, the Casa Vallejo was still considered fashionable. The rich went to the Baguio Country Club. Local tourists preferred Patria or the Baden Powell Hall. The only home shop was Pineda Furniture, across the street from Ong King, where you got car parts. VW Beetles began to appear on Baguio roads. There were no planter’s boxes in the middle of Session Road. Buses were Dangwa or BAL (Benguet Auto Line). “Garage” cars brought you to the railroad station in Damortis.
Sundays were spent boating, biking or riding for-hire Vespa or Lambretta scooters at Burnham Park. GROs were called “hostesses.” They were at the Homestead, TipTop, Vista, and Tropical.Students bet against each other in bowling games at the Olympian and Strike & Spare Lanes. Comic books were for hire at Dicang’s or Zarate’s. Crystal Cave was cleaner. The more adventurous went to Mummy Cave, and outings were at the Asin Hot Springs. Baguio was then a small, cozy, friendly, and homey place. Everybody knew almost everyone else. It was “easy” for determined graduates to make a mark. The graduates of today find an over-crowded Baguio that seem much larger, less friendly, less disciplined, and more complicated. That perhaps is where the challenge is.
Graduates and students down Baguio’s memory lane
It will soon be graduation time. It is not easy to predict the future for graduates. That is especially true in these troubled times. If it can be a precedent, let us looking back, however, at the example of the graduates and students half a century ago.
In 1951, about a couple of hundred students graduated from the Baguio Colleges (it is now called the University of the Cordilleras). Compared to the hundreds that Baguio law schools now produce annually. There were only six law graduates then. Among them were: Onofre Alabanza, Federico Cabato, Guillermo de Guzman, and Tomas Macaranas. Federico Cabato was the president of the Baguio Colleges Barrister’s Club. He became a judge, inspiring two of his children to follow suit decades later. Tomas Macaranas would also join the judiciary. “Memoy” De Guzman became a leading law practitioner. Onofre Alabanza would be the Register of Deeds. Law students in 1951 were: Alfredo Lamen, Pedro Claravall, Guillermo Bandonil Sr., Luis Hora, Vicente Crisologo, Ben Rillera, Carlos Bareng, Romeo Florendo, Protacio Tangalin, Federico Mandapat, Filomeno Biscocho, and Paulino Orden, among others. Francisco “Ping” Paraan graduated that year with a Business Administration degree. He was the senior class president and the editor-in-chief of the Baguio Collegian. He would later become one of the best mayors the city has had.Among the Associate in Arts graduates were: Emilio Fallarme, Primitivo “Steve” Jularbal, and Teopisto Rondez. Fallarme was a member of the student council, Steve Jularbal was president of the Glee Club, and Teops Rondez was the Corps Commander of the ROTC. All three would later become practicing lawyers.Graduating with Education courses were: Damaso Bangaoet and Bartolome Lamug. Both would be among the much beloved educators Baguio produced. The student council was headed by Fred Lamen, with Florence Clapp as his vice president. Fred, like his classmate Luis Hora, would represent the Mountain Province in Congress. Among the members of the student council were: Geronimo “Gerry” Evangelista, Jose “Joe” Florendo, Gaudencio “G-bert” Floresca, and Benjamin Rillera. All would become permanent fixtures of Baguio media in later years. And why not? Their adviser at the Baguio Collegian was the one and only Cecile Afable; while that of the Gold Ore was Sinai Hamada. The ladies men (ehem), Ping Paraan and Teops Rondez, will tell you that the campus beauties of their time were Emma Pangilinan and Elizabeth Saxton who were Corps sponsors, and Virginia Rudquist, Ping’s classmate. Students of law were guided by faculty members that included: Gene de Guia (mayor & vice mayor of Baguio), Sixto Domondon (city fiscal and later Court of Appeals Justice), Felix Claustro (would become Law Dean of St. Louis University), Luis Lardizabal (who would become city mayor), Francisco Reyes and R. Resurreccion (Baguio’s leading law practitioners), Sinai Hamada (first Ibaloi lawyer and prizewinning journalist) and my late father Pablo Sanidad (who would become congressman of Ilocos Sur). Other colleges would have the likes of Leonora San Agustin, Libertad Quetulio, Dativa Roque, Dr. Ernesto Abellera, Aurea Lopez, Luz Yandoc, Fr. A. Van Oberbeke (who would later be Rector of SLU) and many others.
Those were the days when the hangouts on Session Road were the Star Café (it is now on the wrong side of the street), and the now gone Dainty, Session Café, and SkyView; and the long forgotten Utopia, La Casita, Paquitas, Rendezvous Café, and Hole-in-the-Wall.
Shopping was at Assandas, Bheromulls, Bombay, Pohumuls, Valirams, Tiong-San, and even Bob’s Dry Goods. Souvenirs and postcards were at the Old Stone Market, Munsayac’s, Mondiguings’s, or Contemprate’s. Sporting goods were at Youngsters of Dr. Cheng, or the Fil-Indian. Shoes you could get ready-made at Gregg’s, made to order at JoeMac, and repaired at Benguet Shoe. School supplies were at Cid or Pang-Hoi. Haircut at Koken’s. The ladies had their hair done at the shop of Nana Nonay, the mom of Justice Ayson.
Long before the Panagbenga, the Baguio flower was everlasting. Aside from brooms, tourists would buy garlands of everlasting to prove they came to Baguio. Foodstuffs were at the City Bakery, U-Need, D&S Fine Foods, Baguio Superette or Sunshine. Medicine you got at the Botica Cabrera of Doc Abellera. Plaza Radio sold 78’ and 45’ music records.
Tailors were Limpin’s, Lambino’s, Bronx, Narverg’s, and Espina’s. Graduation pictures were taken by Espinosa, Pines, La Suerte, or Mountain Studios. You could eat at Mido, Rice Bowl, Plaza Lunch, Manila Café, Taimong, or at the Bontoc Café. Students dated at the Pines, Session, Plaza theaters, and occasionally at the John Hay Base theater. Only the brave would go a-courting at Maryknoll, Holy Family, or St. Theresa’s. The rich “bad boys” were at the Baguio Military Institute. The foreigners were at Brent. Differences among high school students were settled with fisticuffs at Mount Mary.
There were no extrajudicial executions or enforced disappearances. Thieves in government did not run away with millions or billions. Soldiers and policemen were honorable and generally trusted.Camp John Hay was under the Americans. Those with gate passes could eat American ice cream at 19th Tee. Baguio locals developed a taste for “stateside” drinks at Half Way House and Main Club. Of course, the standup liquor stores at Abanao offered a cheaper alternative. Aside from Pines Hotel, the Casa Vallejo was still considered fashionable. The rich went to the Baguio Country Club. Local tourists preferred Patria or the Baden Powell Hall. The only home shop was Pineda Furniture, across the street from Ong King, where you got car parts. VW Beetles began to appear on Baguio roads. There were no planter’s boxes in the middle of Session Road. Buses were Dangwa or BAL (Benguet Auto Line). “Garage” cars brought you to the railroad station in Damortis.
Sundays were spent boating, biking or riding for-hire Vespa or Lambretta scooters at Burnham Park. GROs were called “hostesses.” They were at the Homestead, TipTop, Vista, and Tropical.Students bet against each other in bowling games at the Olympian and Strike & Spare Lanes. Comic books were for hire at Dicang’s or Zarate’s. Crystal Cave was cleaner. The more adventurous went to Mummy Cave, and outings were at the Asin Hot Springs. Baguio was then a small, cozy, friendly, and homey place. Everybody knew almost everyone else. It was “easy” for determined graduates to make a mark. The graduates of today find an over-crowded Baguio that seem much larger, less friendly, less disciplined, and more complicated. That perhaps is where the challenge is.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
1st collection- Lambino Clan
Your note to JPLambino has reached us here in Toronto and has since been forwarded to both the EAST and WEST Coast to as far as New Zealand and London. I had adopted ADRIAN LAMBINO (JP's dad) as I am sure, he has also adopted me as a long lost cousin, in 1983. We have since been so well connected to Adrian's family including his in-laws and have watched JP growing up, moving away and eventually having his own family. I consider myself lucky, when Adrian found us. He typifies a "GOOD" cousin in my books (Adrian... brace yourself.. baka matapilok ka diyan ! ) and quick to laughter, as well.
Anyway, my name is AURORA and I am located in Toronto. My grands are from LUCAO, Dagupan. My father migrated to Baguio & married another migrant from Ilocos Sur. Bore & raised 4 children, making us the "Igorot Lambinos". All are now in North America, brother in NY, 2 sisters in LA and myself in Toronto. My LAKI and BAI had a big family of 9. I am sure we have a good representation from each of the 9 branches who are here in North America, most of whom are in the West Coast.
There was a time in our lives that we thought, our family was uniquely small, as we did not know anyone else with the same last name. My father mentioned a Dr. Lambino, who had treated me when I was only 3 years old & because he saved my life, I always remembered Dr Lambino from Magaldan. With a stroke of luck, eventually met Father Lambino (a Jesuit Priest from Ateneo), while I was attending UP Diliman. I later learned that he was the son of Dr Lambino of Magaldan.
Since the onset of the world wide web, I discovered that there are lots of Lambinos all over the world. Last year, I even found a baseball player in Tokyo, whose last name is Lambino, but he is as pure "white" as can be (no hint of the malay race !!!), My father during the last few years of his life (in remembering his childhood), had spun this story, that our great great grandfather (stories passed on from generation to generation) was an Italian sea farer and member of the ship's crew (yung mga tik tik kalawang diyan). Their ship got stranded along the shores of Lingayen or Bolinao (undeveloped during the time). Made his way to civilization and set his ROOTs in Pangasinan. This story was told to me by my father, when his mind had started to deteriorate. However, if these stories were true (let's just play along), there will come a time when a LAMBINO will settle back in Italy and making our great great grandfather happy that he has completed his voyage and has returned home.
Anyway, my name is AURORA and I am located in Toronto. My grands are from LUCAO, Dagupan. My father migrated to Baguio & married another migrant from Ilocos Sur. Bore & raised 4 children, making us the "Igorot Lambinos". All are now in North America, brother in NY, 2 sisters in LA and myself in Toronto. My LAKI and BAI had a big family of 9. I am sure we have a good representation from each of the 9 branches who are here in North America, most of whom are in the West Coast.
There was a time in our lives that we thought, our family was uniquely small, as we did not know anyone else with the same last name. My father mentioned a Dr. Lambino, who had treated me when I was only 3 years old & because he saved my life, I always remembered Dr Lambino from Magaldan. With a stroke of luck, eventually met Father Lambino (a Jesuit Priest from Ateneo), while I was attending UP Diliman. I later learned that he was the son of Dr Lambino of Magaldan.
Since the onset of the world wide web, I discovered that there are lots of Lambinos all over the world. Last year, I even found a baseball player in Tokyo, whose last name is Lambino, but he is as pure "white" as can be (no hint of the malay race !!!), My father during the last few years of his life (in remembering his childhood), had spun this story, that our great great grandfather (stories passed on from generation to generation) was an Italian sea farer and member of the ship's crew (yung mga tik tik kalawang diyan). Their ship got stranded along the shores of Lingayen or Bolinao (undeveloped during the time). Made his way to civilization and set his ROOTs in Pangasinan. This story was told to me by my father, when his mind had started to deteriorate. However, if these stories were true (let's just play along), there will come a time when a LAMBINO will settle back in Italy and making our great great grandfather happy that he has completed his voyage and has returned home.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
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